Smoke And Mirrors
Illusions…
All of life is a mere collage of illusions. Some more illusionary than others, but all illusion nonetheless.
Life is a lot like a house. On the outside the house may have a certain presentation and you may draw a lot of conclusions from the outside that have actually nothing at all to do with what is on the inside.
From the street you may be able to see inside the house through an open window, but even through this open window what you see is limited. You don’t get the whole picture of the workings of that house and the people in it that make it a home. You have no idea if there is abuse, neglect or unconditional love existing in there. All you know is what you see, but what you see is no where near the full square footage of the house.
Even if you are invited in, you don’t know what is going on in the rooms you don’t see. You also don’t know what goes on in the house when you are not in attendance.
Some people live in houses made all of glass and are super transparent and yet there are still places not visible to general bystanders. Others live in houses built like a fortress without many portals or windows. Still others build a house of smoke and mirrors where everything is twisted and warped to deceive you into believing something else entirely.
Smoke and mirrors.
Even when you seem to witness something you are not witnessing the entire situation. You have no idea what preceded it. You have no idea of anything outside of those exact moments, so to infer a meaning into them is irresponsible.
Life is an illusion. It was created that way on purpose. So that we could have experiences that seem real in a place where nothing really is. The only thing that is real is love and light. No matter what illusion you get involved in, remain in your space of love and light. We are the love and light and to the love and light we will return.
This is where my faith lies.
Some illusions will break you…if you let them;
or they can break you open…if you let them.
All things are made whole again.